Kansas Day

he could not bleed anymore
his heart grew cold and empty
the wind had battered him black and blue
that's why he left you
his heart had bloomed
in the desert sanctuary of the moon
where sun had given him shine
but the wind had withered that flower true
that's why he left you
bitter nights of entertaining solitude
wore his weary thin
until the tethers snapped
and the wind blew them through and through
that's why he left you
light had grown in the distance
a beacon to his heart that grew and grew
one the wind couldn't blow out no matter how hard it blew
that's why he left you

Moon song

a sliver of you
in these jasper laden nights
your reflection
outside my window
the numb and barren light
kissing ice with dust
gleaming in your eyes
the thousands of thousands
looking up, looking down
staring into each others souls
the chasms we fall into
the moments we can't recall
but set to the rhythm of emotions
to ride each tidal wave
from tides you bring
when there's more than
just a sliver of you

Sunbest

there was golden champagne splendor
in the sky he recalls
when he was a child
and the storm had passed
and the winds left the sun
dying on the horizon in the west
yet it erupted onto the canvas
in the eastern darkening sky
onto those clouds that had left
the buffalo grass wet under his bare feet
and along with the praise
the hymn of the toads bestowed
upon the lofty celestial shell
his soul remembers pouring out
into the awe of the hues and light